A little scissors in the morning

Not from this morning but you get the idea...

So, we're on Day 2 of being snowed into the house. Not a bad thing at all really, since there is lots to be done around here.

That aside, our snow day today made for a lazy morning where I got out of the shower and was half dressed when Frenchie came back into our bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed, wearing her fuzzy-comfy-warm bathrobe. Well, opportunity knocks...
I pushed her onto her back and straddled her, letting her run her hands over me and enjoy the smell of her freshly-clean man as I know she likes to do. We hugged and snuggled a while, enjoying the moment...

And as that moment passed, I was inspired to make another moment. I grasped her shoulder, rolled to my side, pulling her over between my thighs and locked my ankles behind her back. Squeeeze... she grunts and I let go. She laughs and I tighten down again. UUNNGGGH... let go... more laughing. She knows I'm just going to toy with her until I've had my fill. Oh I do love to squeeze this girl. So for the next minute or two, I get in some good thigh strengthening exercise while listening to the music that is my lovely wife's groaning and laughing. Haha!

I just found out from my boss that I've got another snow day tomorrow so if dear Frenchie gets the day off too, she had best expect that I want more exercise in the morning.

The Night of Seconds (but no, not that)

We filmed our first custom video for a second time.
We broadcast our wrestling live on the internet for the second time.
We finished wrestling and just retired to the couch. Okay, we've done that more than once before but hey, it was unusual.

We received an email request late last year for us to film a custom wrestling challenge video. Getting paid to do something we enjoy, cool by us! There was a deposit made in good faith so it was clearly the real deal. We did the filming but before things could go further, the sponsor's email was deactivated and try as I might, I couldn't see another way to contact them. So life went on. Then a few weeks ago the sponsor got back in contact, but with a few changes to the challenge. So last night, we filmed again. Frenchie liked beating me up, I liked the challenge of trying to outlast. It was a good time, as much as it did hurt and was really hard to breathe at times! Now a bit of editing and we can add video producers to our resumes. Ha!

With our custom shoot done, Frenchie wanted what she wanted. I hadn't thought that far ahead but she had. My thong had been brought down for me. I changed and we were ready for the next action of the evening, which was the next "second" of the night.

The first time we broadcast on the internet was when I had to bring a webcam home from work for testing several years ago. As it turned out, a couple from Australia was our first audience. It was kind of a surreal experience, knowing we were being watched literally around the world. Last night it was an online friend of mine from the United States. I had the laptop beside the mats for reference on our custom shoot and remembered it had a built-in webcam so I turned it on and "J" enjoyed the show. I will find a way to record those so I can see what we're broadcasting later.

So me in my thong and Frenchie still in her bikini, I started out with the classic "Come get some" motion with my hands and it was on. She fell right into my trap of body scissors so I spent some time squeezing her, me on my back and her in my thighs, as I so love to do. She did her best to maneuver me into a grapevine but I was able to keep her at bay. Since her grapevine had failed, I thought I'd return the favour. I got us rolled over and she did end up in a nice stretching grapevine pin. She tapped out which earned her a package smother for her troubles. She was enjoying that a bit so I added in some nipple squeezes which got her a bit more. Wooo yeah! As she lay there on her back after I got off, I thought I'd sneak attack a reverse headscissors but she saw it coming and got me in one instead. She saw I had my one leg up and started pushing on it, essentially pushing my straight leg up towards my head which was trapped between her thighs. I had to tap from the leg split and she was pleased with herself. After she let go, she came on the attack again, getting me on my back and folding me up in a pin. Being as flexible as I am, it wasn't going to be enough to get me to give up. Fed up with being bent in half, I opted for a little boob squeezing which caught her off guard and meant I ended up in a school girl pin! From there she rolled over into a side headscissors and held my arms while giving me a good squeezing. I got to my knees and forced her legs apart but she rolled to her side before I could fold her up in a matchbook pin. I mounted her on her side and managed to roll her into a camel clutch as she fought valiantly. Tap tap, she was done. That probably should have been the end but I wasn't finished yet. I crossed and folded her legs up to her butt, sat on them, got a hold of her arms and pulled her into a double-toed leglock. She gave up so I moved up and sat on her back a moment, pulling her up by the hair and asking how she liked it. Man I can be evil!

Frenchie's stomach was bothering her a bit so rather than more physical exertion *ahem*, we cuddled up on the couch and watched one of our favourite movies... can you guess?... it's not much of a stretch for us... Mr. and Mrs. Smith.

It was a great night and we both commented how energized we felt from being so physically wicked to one another. I would not have guessed that my interest in women's wrestling would have translated into a special and sexy bonding experience in my marriage but hey, it's all very very good.

How we got started

Wrestling is fun. Wrestling can be really sexy fun too.

It started back in 1998. My girlfriend and I were getting serious and we decided to have the "tell me your deepest, darkest secret" conversation to test the limits of our relationship. As I recall, she went first and my reaction to her confession was something to the effect of "That's it?" She was relieved and so was I. So, my turn. I told her what I hadn't told any other person in my life to that point. Something I had felt guilty about. Something that was a turn-on for me and I believed made me really strange. I liked to watch women wrestling. Her response was... "That's it?". D'Oh.

That was only the beginning as it turned out. I was a fairly early adopter of the strange new thing called the World Wide Web, being as into computers as I am. As the web grew and I found more and more wrestling material, I found... women wrestling men?! I was surprised. (I still don't know why but I was). I was intrigued. I was anxious.

I was dating a girl who knew I like women's wrestling and looked as good as any of these bikini wrestling women... I wondered... Oh I hoped! So I asked. She smiled and asked when.

I can't remember which came first but there were two events that happened next.

The first event involved mail order and a futon. There was a website I had found by a company called C&B Video. From there, I put together and sent a mail order and waited anxiously for their VHS "training tape" to arrive. After waiting for what seemed like an eternity, the day came that it showed up in our mailbox. I showed it to her and suggested we drag our queen size futon down from the upstairs bedroom, put it in front of the television, throw in the tape and make an evening of it. She was in her sports bra and panties, I was in my briefs... we ended up a bit bruised, or at least I did. I vividly remember the bruises I had on the back of both my upper arms from the one pinning move we practiced. I couldn't believe she'd done that to me, even if it wasn't on purpose. And there we were, panting and sweating, and with the realization that this wasn't just kinda sexy. It was a lot of fun.

The second event was the beginning of my treasured collection. I wasn't content to just be wrestling a sexy woman. Oh no! I wanted to record this to enjoy anytime I wanted. Digital cameras were still a fairly new technology at the time but I immediately saw the potential. Especially if the camera had a remote control. Since we determined that moving the futon wasn't as easy as we thought, we decided to just do some bed wrestling in bathing suits and to try out some holds that I knew from watching pro wrestling and having done some amateur wrestling in high school. Some of those first few shots are still some of the best in my collection. I asked her if she minded if I use those pictures in a website and she surprised me again by saying "Sure!" It was the beginning of what would eventually become the Mixed Wrestling Holds Gallery.

So that was the start. What began as a tweeny fantasy/fetish for me went on to become our 'dirty little secret'. It is something we enjoy sharing as a couple and has brought us closer together, sometimes very literally in a nice tight head scissors before the bitch will let me go.